3:17 A.M. September 28th, 1998
I woke up and looked at the clock. It didn't make me happy. Without moving my head to look, I knew it was still dark out, much to early for my adventure to start. There was just too much to look forward to for me to fall asleep.
You see, later this day I'll be one of three kids from Pallet Town to receive there Pokemon Trainers License. Our local Pokemon Professor, Professor Oak has one Pokemon for each of us. The particular Pokemon we get to choose from tomorrow are very rare, and only a few trainers have ever found them in the wild. They are Bulbasaur, a Grass type that looks like a frog with a bulbous plant on it's back, Squirtle, the turtle-like Water type, and Charmander, the Fire type lizard with a flaming tail.
My neighbors Blue and Green were the other two kids in town receiving there Pokemon today. Green was a good-natured girl who lived about a block away from me. We had been friends as long as I can remember. She had long, wavy light brown hair that I suspect had never been cut, although it was very well kept. Blue on the other hand was a very competitive boy who had lived across the street from me my entire life. We had always been pretty good friends, but as we got closer to receiving our Pokemon, he distanced himself from Green and myself. He was a month older than both of us.
I don't know which Pokemon I want the most. I only know that I want to be the first person to Professor Oak's lab so that hopefully he will let me pick first.
The only thoughts that crossed while I stared at the ceiling were those of Pokemon and battling and adventuring with them.
"Tomorrow morning," I whispered, "My journey to be the strongest Pokemon trainer of all time starts."
I finally fell back to sleep to the noise of a gentle rain pinging off my window.